I had a dream , we were in this bus, driving on a road.. not sure where we were , where we were coming from , or where we were going.. but we drove over this lady... didn't flatten or kill her, but she was curled over in the middle of the road, and the bud road over her.. after , we looked back, and she rolled over into the grass, still alive, but just trying to get out of the middle of the road. She reminds me of how the woman with the issue of blood. My heart cried out for her, yet we didn't stop the car. I was hurriedly trying to record the street signs so I could come back to check on the woman, after we (on the bus) reached our destination...
My question i s, why didn't we stop right then and there? What could have possibly been so important, that none of the believer's on the bus, spoke up for us to stop and care for the broken woman in the road? Why didn't I speak up? But was so ready to go back on my own.
Perhaps I didn't want to bother others on the bus to stop to Love.. it's wasn't on the agenda.. But Love should be the agenda.. right?
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